He walked up the Palace ramp shortly after 1:30 PM, hand in hand with Margarida and their children, Maria and António. This image contrasts with Marcelo, who is always alone on the symbolic days of his terms. While not the most important aspect of this Monday, March 9th, it is a sign—there is a difference between a man who enters and leaves alone and one who crosses the riverbank carrying an idea of family and sharing. The new President of the Republic has the responsibility to be a beacon in a time of deep uncertainty. It is normal that he slept little today; he surely woke up without the need for an alarm clock, as if he were a child on the first day of school again. He will have a busy schedule, but I hope that in the coming years he can find room for silence, to be with himself alone, without opinions, meetings, lunches, or dinners, and without people wanting something. We need new words, new ideas, new protagonists, and new energy. The new President of the Republic has the responsibility to be a beacon in a time of deep uncertainty where we seem to be at the mercy of the wind or condemned to be lost at sea. There are bombs falling in the Middle East and Ukraine. There is a radicalism growing in the bowels of countries. There is a loss of faith in Democracy and Politics. There is a society that remains unequal. There are thousands of young people who do not know when they will be able to fulfil their potential. There is a country we love, and so often despise, that needs someone to wind up the clock of hope and stimulate the best we have. Good luck, Mr. President. A hug, dear António.